A little community for Black art and black hearts...
First of All ...the Rules
Only Black and white and pale colors (colors authorized in Favourites)
Your work must refer to the world Of Black metal
Gothic Art is not allowed
Portraits Must Express Something like Pain or hate...
I don't accept Text who threating the subject of love
I don't refuse art for any reason, If your shot is refused it's because You didn't agree with the some rules. They are not complicated so please respect them.
When the Dawn Comes
When the night comes
I find myself walking upon the bones
And severed wings
And bloodless, headless victims of the day.
In the darkness
I clearly can see the meaning of life.
Beneath the stars
Everything beheld becomes so clear.
When the cold comes
I clearly can feel the meaning of life.
When the wind blows
I can taste the passing of existence.
We drift alone
Through dreams and wakeful states of unknowing,
Then the dawn comes
And we see nothing ahead or behind
For we are dead.
MonsterTrapped here inside a cage.
Mind filled with so much rage.
Trying everything to break free.
You're just pretending to be me.
I was here all along.
You're the one that is wrong.
I'm not what you want me to be,
So you drive me to this insanity.
I savor every freedom I get.
More will come just yet.
You know I'm not one to control.
Holding me back has taken a toll.
You're afraid of what I'll do,
But the real monster here is you.
Don't Talk to MeDon't talk to me. Just leave me alone.
I was doing fine all on my own.
You ask me all about my day,
But I don't know what I'm to say.
I try turning my body around.
I face my head towards the ground,
But the conversation goes on still.
I wonder if I can fake being ill.
And as I knew all along,
My words start to come out wrong.
I feel my mind begin to trip,
And out my lips the words slip.
I wonder if my face is sinking.
I wish I knew what you were thinking.
I replay the scene over in my head.
All day I hear what I have said.
Why couldn't you just let me be?
I told you not to talk to me.